Jason Love Story

Jason---A Love Story Chapter 5.

Authors note: Before continuing on with the story I have decided to give you a look at things from Jason's point of view. I have the distinct honor of being one of the real "Jason's" friends and he is a most remarkable young man. We have had many opportunities to talk and I have attempted to weave his true spirit into the story thus far. In this chapter I have imagined how Jason would see things pertaining to this romance and adventure. However, I am not as fluent in the "slang" of his generation as I should be. Therefore, there may be times when a younger reader would think, "a guy in his early twenties would never say that." Well, just substitute the correct euphemisms in those places and you will have the perfect picture of Jason in this situation. The real "Jason" is a very kind, caring, intelligent, giving, and considerate young man. That's why he holds such a special place in my heart, thoughts, dreams, and fantasies. I hope you continue to enjoy the story.

Part 1. From Jason's Point of View

While Don lay there sleeping in my arms, I began to reflect back over the past 48 hours. "I can't believe how lucky I am that I finally met someone like him. He is so mature, yet still has a child like enthusiasm about life. He has to be somewhat smart to be doing so well in his studies, yet he doesn't act like a know-it-all when he is with me. He didn't make any jokes about my profession and doesn't seem interested in using me for the money I make, even though he is dirt poor right now. He even offered to share his music collection with me. He is so dedicated to his friends, especially Paul, and he loves them all so deeply. I don't think I've ever loved anyone as much as he loves his friends, not even my own family. If he loves his friends this much, he must really be something with his family. I need to remember to ask him about them tomorrow. He has such good friends too, not like most of mine who are nothing but mindless ass holes. It's no wonder Paul is so protective of him. He is so cute when he talks about how he can't believe that I would want to be with him. If he only knew how often I have hoped for someone like him to come along and be part of my life. I have to tell him more about me and my life while we are here, so he will understand that I need him too, and want him for more than just a passing boyfriend. He has been hurt so bad by his ex. I know I can help him put that in the past where it belongs. He was so incredible while we were making love, giving himself to me and trusting me so completely. That was the most intense orgasm I have ever had and then he wanted to sleep with me still inside him. No one has ever asked me to do that before."

I started to replay the events of the last two days over in my head again. I had woke up late the day of the picnic because I really wasn't looking forward to being there. Pam had talked me into helping her saying, "Come on Jason, maybe there will be a nice guy there just for you." I had replied to her, "Sure Pam, the same bunch of hounds that are there every year. They are only ogling over me because they think I look good, or they know me from the club, or worse yet cause they know I make good money and they want to get their hands on some of it." Pam knew how disgusted I had become with the `pretty boys' that always seemed to surround my life. I couldn't say no to her, since she had helped me get the job at the salon, and I felt it was important to support the gay community, no matter how many jerks there seemed to be in it. So I had dragged myself out of bed, showered, dressed in comfortable attire that showed off my best attributes, just in case 'Mr. Right' was there. When I arrived, Pam was already setting up the table so I had offered to bring the supplies over from her car. I was bringing the last boxes over when I saw "him" standing there talking to Pam. I had stood and watched for a minute before coming over to the table. I noticed that he was picking up different products and asking Pam questions about them. That impressed me because most of the guys that stop by usually only comment on how expensive everything is or are trying to hit on me if I'm standing behind the table.

As I continued to approach the table I noticed he had a nice smile and when our eyes first met he kind of shied away and looked back down. I liked that, so I decided to introduce myself. "Hi, my name's Jason," I said as I extended my hand. "Hi. I'm Don, it's nice to meet you," he replied as he shook my hand. He had a nice handshake, not to firm and not to soft. I liked that too. I couldn't help but smile at him while we talked those first few minutes. Then I reached up and felt how soft his hair was. He didn't freak out, but seemed genuinely interested in letting me cut it. Then he said, "I have to meet my friend for lunch." I was devastated, thinking he meant his boyfriend or lover, but when he said, "No, just a friend," I was so relieved. He said he would stop back by after lunch and I was so hopeful that he really would. After he left to meet his friend, I turned to Pam and was beaming. "He is so perfect Pam." She replied, "He seemed very nice and asked me a lot of questions about the salon and the products. He sure wasn't anything like the usual dip-shits that surround the table when you are here," She joked to me. I replied, "That's for sure. I really hope he comes back by." Pam, seeing the serious look on my face, wrapped he arm around my shoulder and gave me a hug, stating, "If it's meant to be, he will be back. Now think positive thoughts Jason!"

It must have been an hour and a half later when I looked up and saw Don standing there in the distance. I had all these barflies hovering around my table, and they were really beginning to annoy me. I was worried that he would just turn and leave so I smiled and waved him over. I couldn't believe the nasty looks some of those bar boys gave him as he approached the side of the table. What a bunch of assholes they all were. I knew he noticed the looks to, but he just smiled and made his way over by me. I knew I had to get him to stay, so I pulled a chair up and asked him to "sit and talk with me for a while." That must have really pissed off the barflies because they started to really try and flirt with me. They finally got the hint that I wasn't interested in them and left. That's when I went over to Pam and whispered in her ear, "He's come back." She glanced at him and then told me to "go have some fun." Then she whispered to me, "Don't you let him get away. He's definitely a gem." I had no intentions of letting him out of my sight again.

I asked Don if he would take a walk and "talk with me for a while." He seemed really excited about that, yet very apprehensive at the same time. I must have really freaked him out when I asked about his age. He looked scared to death as he answered, "I'm 41 years old." I was really surprised because he didn't dress, act, or especially look like he was that age. I really thought he was like 30 years old. However, I didn't care what age he was I just wanted to be there with him. He seemed very relieved when I told him age wasn't relevant to me. He told me a little about his friends Paul, Tom, and Robert, as we walked along. I could sense genuine caring for these people coming from Don. When we passed by the Y.O.U. table, I noticed Don glance over and a guy giving him the thumbs up sign. I figured that must be Paul. I had to stop myself from laughing because I didn't want Don to know I saw Paul's gesture. I knew he would be embarrassed and I didn't want anything to disrupt the conversation we were having. I really wanted to learn more about Don, without the barflies disrupting us, so I took him over to the empty picnic area hoping that we could talk privately. He told me more about Paul and Tom and I became very aware of how important they are in his life. I actually felt a bit envious of Don, since I don't have any close friends of that caliber in my life. He told me all about school, the nursing program, and work. I could sense that he felt a little down because he doesn't have much time for fun activities with his busy schedule. When he told me about how he enjoyed going out dancing to relieve stress, but hadn't even had time to do that recently, I realized how I could do something nice for him, and get to know him better at the same time.

I told him "You and I are going out dancing tonight." He looked really surprised as he answered "Ok. You want to go dancing with ME!" I could tell he couldn't believe that I would really want to do this with him. My heart just started melting as I told him enthusiastically "Shit Yeah!!" I noticed how apprehensive he seemed as I told him we should go to the "Wave" to dance. I'm pretty good at reading peoples thoughts sometimes (a necessary gift when one is a hair stylist). I could tell he was having doubts about the sincerity if my words and probably figured I would drag him out to the bar, then take off on him for the rest of the night. "What can I do to help break down his fears?" I thought to myself. Then I realized what I needed to do, so I softly said, "Don," and as he turned and lifted his head to answer me, I leaned over and kissed him. I wanted to kiss him since I first saw him, but I was glad I had waited till now, because I swear fireworks went off when I touched his lips. I pulled back for a moment to look into his eyes and then I pulled him in close and really kissed him, letting some of my pent up feelings take over that kiss. It was truly electrifying and lasted for at least five minutes. Then I told him, "Now, do you understand that I want to spend the evening dancing and talking with you, and no one else." He had tears in his eyes as he acknowledged my intentions. Then it finally dawned on me why he was so apprehensive about my intentions. Some ass hole has really hurt him bad in the past. I said this to him and then promised him that I would change all that. I knew exactly how to start helping him get over all the heartache he had suffered.

I grabbed his hand and started to lead him to a special place I had found here last year when I needed to escape all the bar boys and my so-called friends. It was a little field full of flowers that is totally secluded from the rest of the park. I only hoped that it was still as peaceful as last year, when I had found it and fell asleep for three hours. He must have thought I was crazy as I dragged him through the woods, but the look in his eyes was priceless when we came upon my special spot. He kept commenting on how beautiful it was (I just kept thinking about how beautiful he was), and he told me he "was honored" that I had brought him here. Talk about someone having class!! We sat down and I asked him "Tell me about who and what has hurt you so badly." He told me he "didn't want to be dumping on me," but I insisted, because how else could I help make things better (I did learn some things in my psychology class). He told me all about how his ex-boyfriend would go into rages when he would talk about his friends, accusing him of having sex with them. He told me how his ex used to call him a slut and a whore if he would go out to the bars to dance. He said he even gave up all his friends in the hopes that things would improve, but they just kept getting worse. I was in total shock that someone could treat him so poorly and I just kept wiping his tears away as he spoke. By the time he was finished we were both crying. How could anyone do this to such a kind and gentle person? I was so angry that I just wanted to kill his ex, but I realized that anger would not solve anything. I pulled him into a hug and then we started kissing again. I could tell he was much more relaxed after talking to me. That made me happy as we continued kissing for at least a half-hour. Then I told him, "Tonight, I'm gonna show you how to have fun again."

As we readied to leave that special place, Don asked if I had to go back to the table. You should have seen the beaming smile he had when I told him, "No, I bribed Pam to finish up." He looked like he had just won the lottery. We began our journey back to the picnic and I told him we better stop by the Y.O.U. table so I could meet his friends. From all he had told me about Paul, I knew I'd never get Don out of there without first talking with him. Besides, I needed some specific information about Don to help make the evening extra special for him, and I knew Paul could probably supply what I wanted to know. I got my lucky break when Tom and Don took off to use the restroom, but first I was going to have to alleviate Paul's concerns.

Paul began, in a very serious tone, "Jason, I don't mean to sound like a prick or a meddler, but Tom and I care a great deal about Don." I replied, "I know Paul. From my conversation so far with Don, I surmised that, and believe me he cares for you both very deeply." Paul was surprised with my comment and I think that helped to diffuse some of his apprehension. Paul continued, "Well, he has been hurt very badly from his last relationship. I am not going to let that happen again if at all possible. I hope you will understand that anything I say or do is not meant to cut you down at all." I replied, smiling, "I understand Paul. He's lucky to have you and Tom as friends. I wish I had a couple of friends like that in my life. I'd probably have made a few less mistakes along the way." Paul continued, smiling now, "Well, so that you know I'm not one to hide things, first I will say that after you two passed by here a while back I mentioned that fact to another of Don's friends, Robert." I replied, "Yes, I know Robert socially from the dance club. Don talked to me about him too." Paul continued, "Well, Robert seemed very happy about the possibility of Don hanging out with you. You scored several brownie points thanks to him." We both laughed at that comment. So far the conversation was going well between us.

Paul continued again with a serious tone, "Robert is an excellent judge of people so I was quite relieved that he knew and approved of you. I realize I sound like a father talking about his child, but you have to understand that in the relationship department, Don is still often thinking like a high-school kid. That isn't a cut down at all. He wants to trust people and it has gotten him hurt very badly." I replied with a serious tone, "Paul, we talked about his ex-boyfriend, in great detail. I could hardly believe how poorly that guy treated Don. To call someone a slut and a whore, just because they wanted to dance at a club. I just wanted to kill the fucker." Paul gave me a shocked look as he exclaimed, "He called him what??? Don never told me about that. I guess you guys really did talk." "Yep," I replied. Paul continued, half-serious and half smiling, "Then you will understand what I am about to say, and then we'll drop the subject agreed?" I nodded my head yes. "If you hurt him, I will hunt you down like a dog and destroy you." I smiled as I answered, "Yes, I got that feeling long before you said it." We both chuckled and then hugged each other. I thought to myself, "I need some friends like this. Don is sure lucky."

I continued, "Paul, I want to make this night out really special for Don, but I need your help." Paul beamed a smile as he replied, "How can I help?" I continued, "First, could you check on his dog later, cause I know he will be worried about him?" Paul replied laughing, "So he told you about Bran Bran. Just wait till you meet him. If you think I was a hard sell, you haven't seen nothin' yet. Of course, we'll check on him. In fact, I think we might just take him to the house and let him have some fun in the yard." "Kewl," I replied then continued. "What is Don's favorite type of music, and favorite artists?" Paul replied, "Oh, that's an easy one. He has several. He has very diverse musical tastes. He loves Sarah Brightman when he wants to relax or contemplate life. He is head over heels for Cher's new CD, especially the song Believe, and he loves her older stuff too. You know he basically grew up with her music. Oops, I shouldn't have said that. Please tell me you guys talked about the age thing." I was laughing hysterically as I replied, "Yeah, we already did the age thing." Paul replied, "Whew, glad you did, or Don would have killed me. He is real sensitive about that sometimes, just for your future reference. He also loves Celine Dion, especially the music from Titanic. Does that help you at all?" I replied, "That is great Paul, thanks so much." Paul continued, "I better tell ya, he doesn't like much country and he despises most rap music. Where are you guys going tonight? Inquiring minds want to know."

I told Paul, "We're gonna go to the Wave. I know the DJ real well there, so I can make requests and he will actually honor them." "Kewl," replied Paul. I continued, "Oh, before I forget, let me give you my number, in case there are any problems with Brandon, or you need to reach him later." Paul replied smiling, "Thanks Jason, I'll give you mine too, just in case you have anymore questions, since I see the boys are on their way back." As we exchanged numbers Paul continued, with a tear in his eye, "Jason, please take good care of him. He hasn't been out with anyone decent in so long. He deserves a nice guy and I think maybe that is you." I replied, surprised with Paul's show of emotion, "Don't worry, I will do my best. This information will help to make it a fun night for him." We shook hands just as Don and Tom returned to the table and I could see a look of relief coming from Don. I know he was worried about Paul and I getting along. We said goodbye to Tom and Paul, and made our way out of the picnic.

This concludes part one of chapter five. I realize that if you have followed the complete story that it is repetitious, but I need some practice in the area of writing from both people's perspective. Please bare with me cause this also gives me the time needed to decide how I will direct the story from Don's point of view when I pick it back up in Chapter 6. Again, thanks for reading. Jason---A Love Story Chapter 5. Part 2. >From Jason's Point of View

You should have seen the look on Don's face when we got to my car. He was smiling and practically jumping up and down at the thought of riding in a convertible. Don was acting just like a kid when he asked, "Can we ride with the top down?" I wasn't about to argue with him on that point since it was a beautiful day. We took the long way back to his apartment and as he was enjoying the wind blowing while we drove along, I was contemplating all that Paul had said to me.

I thought to myself, "Jason, you have got to do this right. No screw-ups. Don seems like everything you have been hoping for and more. He even has friends that care about him as much as he cares about them." That is a switch for me. Most of my friends, except Pam, are never around when you need them. I realized at this point that I had some very strong feelings for Don and I didn't want this to be a one-night thing. Yet, I really wanted to have some physical contact with him too. I would just have to restrain myself, after all someone this good is worth the extra wait. "I wonder if he feels the same about me? Does he want more than just a quick fling? From what Paul has told me, I think he does."

We arrived at his place and I got to meet Brandon. Now that dog is a total spaz case, but he is also cute, and acts funny too. Brandon practically pulled me down the steps when we went outside. Don has a really nice apartment, and he was right, he does have a lot of stuff packed in it. But it was neatly organized and clean. I liked that. I couldn't handle a sloppy environment. It's just one of my pet peeves. We gathered up what Don needed for our night out and went on to my place.

Don really seemed to like my apartment. He even told me that I had "exquisite taste," when he saw the kewl bed I picked up at that estate sale. That made me feel really good. He has complimented me throughout the day about so much. The other guys that I have brought back here have acted like it's no big deal to have a decent place to live. I thought to myself, "I think I'm falling in love with Don. I wonder if he could fall in love with me too?" I showed him my sun deck and he really seemed to like that. He was amazed at the deal I got on this place. He's not the only one as I thought to myself. "I still can't believe I found it and was able to talk the landlord into a five-year lease. I wonder if Don will stay around here after he finishes school. God, I hope so. Shit Jason, you got it bad for this guy. Calm yourself down!"

When the pizza came that we ordered for dinner, Don insisted on paying. He is so cute. I no he doesn't have much money, especially after all the things he bought at the picnic. He told me he saves up all year for the picnic because he wanted to show support for the gay vendors there. I told myself again, "This guy has class." As he was getting the table ready, I slipped in the Sarah Brightman CD that I'd purchased after seeing her on PBS. I though he was going to flip out right there in the kitchen. I guess Paul was right, he really does love his favorite music artists. He talked on and on about seeing her in concert. I just listened intently and kept staring into those beautiful blue eyes.

After dinner we relaxed on the couch for awhile before getting ready for our night out at the club. I really enjoyed him lying there with me and being able to run my fingers through his hair. He has the softest blond hair and I just loved playing with it. When I told him I wanted to "cut it for him," he said he'd "make an appointment the next day at the salon." Of course I told him he didn't have to do that, since I could do it at home for him. However, I was impressed that he didn't just jump to that conclusion. He definitely likes to pay his own way on things. That impressed me.

After our little nap, I told Don he could shower in the bathroom, while I used the shower on the sun deck. I felt that it was to soon for us to see each other minus our clothing, more for his sake than mine. I just wanted to grab him and make love to him, but I figured if I did that I would scare him away. Besides, he seemed to be very self-conscious about his physical appearance, and showering this soon together would have made him uncomfortable I think. He was so cute, the way he gazed at me a bit later, when I came into brush my teeth wearing only my shorts. His eyes just got real big and he kept trying not to stare, but I could tell he liked what he saw. I could also tell that it made him uncomfortable about his own looks. So I reassured him again that I wanted to be there with him with my words and a kiss. As I finished dressing, I decided I was definitely in love with Don, and I was going to move heaven and earth to win him over. When he came into the living room after he finished dressing, he looked so good that I had to compliment him. He doesn't know how close I came to attacking him right there. If I accomplish one thing this week, it will be to convince him how desirable he truly is.

We had a great time dancing. I could tell he was kind of uncomfortable when we first arrived at the club. Some of the looks of the others in the club were priceless. Those pretty boys and barflies, I am sure, are still trying to figure out exactly whom this guy was that I had for my date that night. However, the looks that I thought were amusing were making Don nervous, and I figured he doubted himself again. I told him in no uncertain terms that "I will be dancing with you and only you tonight." He seemed more comfortable after that, and after finishing our first cocktail, I led Don to the dance floor and we started to enjoy the night. He really wasn't a bad dancer at all, just a little rusty from not having been out in so long. After a while he was following my lead perfectly, and I really enjoyed bumping and grinding to the music with him. We took a break from dancing and I sent him to the bar while I went in search of some weed for later that evening. I didn't know for sure how he would react and I was relieved when I saw Mike and Steve there, so I could make a quick purchase for later without Don knowing. I figured if he didn't want to indulge, then I would just get rid of it later, but I didn't want him thinking I was a druggie so I made my purchase before Don came back. I introduced him to Mike and Steve (who are the only two decent friends I have other than Pam), and we talked for a few minutes. They got along well with Don and told me later that they would like to get together with us soon, since they thought Don was such a nice person, unlike most of my other "dates" that they have met. That made me feel really good.

I put my surprise for Don into full gear as we returned to the dance floor. I went up and talked to the DJ and told him about my new love and he was only more than happy to help me make the night special. I'm sure the free haircut I offered him didn't hurt either (hey, I gotta use my job to my advantage when I can). As we stepped onto the dance floor, the DJ made the announcement that the next half-hour was going to be "music from Cher, especially for Don, from his new friend Jason." Don was so happy, and we had so much fun dancing, that time just flew bye and it was almost 2am. The DJ then announced that the last song was Celine Dion's 'My Heart Will Go On' and that "this song is for Don, from Jason, with love." I think Don cried the whole time we danced, but I knew they were tears of happiness and that just made my night perfect. He must have thanked me a hundred times for the great time at the club, but as we got ready to leave he looked a little down. I could tell he didn't want the night to end, so I told him, "Don't be lookin' down now, the night isn't over yet." That brought an instant smile to his face. We took a cab home and stopped for some late night fast food along the way. I wanted Don to stay the night, but didn't want to scare him in the process. I figured that food would help smooth the way.

While we ate, I told Don how Paul had helped me with my little surprise at the dance club. He smiled that cute smile of his. Then I figured I would go for broke when he asked me what else "Paul and I had schemed up for tonight?" I replied, "Only one more thing. You don't have to worry about Brandon tonight, because Tom and Paul picked him up after the picnic and there gonna keep him till tomorrow evening." Don was really excited about that and asked me what else I wanted to do. I figured now was a good time to ask him about burning some weed. He replied, "Shit yeah!" Don told me it had been ages since he had done any such thing. So we burned the weed I had procured. We danced around on the sun deck and carried on like a couple of sixteen-year-olds. Then I suggested we get in the hot tub and Don was all for that. I could tell he had relaxed some about his appearance. Weed can be a good thing sometimes.

Don let me undress him and then he did the same to me. We left on our boxers, because I have this thing about seeing a man dripping wet in boxers. There is nothing hotter to me than that. Don has a slim build, but does have more definition than what he thinks he does. I think if I could get him interested in working out, he would probably bulk up a little and then stop worrying about his appearance. However, I think he is so hot just the way he is. I like slimmer guys much more than bulked up gym rats. We started kissing after we entered the hot tub. Let me tell you "no one can kiss better than Don does!!" He really knows how to send me to heaven with his kisses. I pulled Don in close so I could feel him hard against me. God, he felt good pressed against my body. I was hard as a rock and I started rubbing my groin into his. I could tell he was excited as he rubbed back. When we broke our kiss, he started rubbing his hands over my chest. It felt so incredible and it took every ounce of self-control I had not to drag him onto the floor and fuck him senseless. Don kept telling me how beautiful I was and how he couldn't believe he was there with me. I told him he "was the one who was beautiful and was right where he belonged." Then I asked him to spend the night with me in bed so I could wake up looking into his eyes. Thank you God, because he did.

When we got out of the hot tub, I asked Don to turn around for me. Like I said before a guy dripping wet in boxers is a total turn on for me. Don spun around a few times giggling from the effects of the weed. I was in awe of him, and as he spun around I said, "You are so perfect. How did I get so lucky as to find you?" He was surprised at my words and then started laughing and told me I must be stoned. Well, I was definitely buzzing, but it wasn't from the weed, it was from being with him. I wanted to touch him desperately, but I knew I had to control myself. So I grabbed the towel out of his hand and told him, "Let me do that." As I dried him off, I was able to satisfy my need to touch him without scaring him away (and people think hair stylists don't have any smarts). When I removed his wet boxers I got my first glimpse of his erect cock. I almost leaned in to lick it, but managed to control myself, how I still don't know. I finished drying him off and then wrapped the towel around his waste; or else I would have lost my self- control. Then he did the same to me. I was as hard as a rock and had to be leaking precum. I just hoped at that point, that he didn't think I was a total sex dog. While he finished drying me off I kept having these 'Disney Moments' and I told him, "Come with me my prince, I want you with me in my bed tonight." I know it was corny, but I just couldn't help myself. Blame it on the weed.

While Don used the bathroom, I quickly lit some candles in the bedroom. I don't know which of us is more of a romantic. Maybe we are both equals in that department. He had a big smile beaming though when he walked into the bedroom. We slow danced a bit and then I got some silk boxers for us to wear. I gave him the red pair to put on while I ran to the kitchen and got the bottle of Don Perion I had stashed in the fridge since Christmas. I figured this was definitely a special occasion. When I got back Don was sitting on the bed looking so desirable. After I poured the champagne I made a toast to "The prince that has swept me off my feet." I needed to tell him, somehow, what effect he was having on me, and this seemed the best way I could for now. I was shocked when he toasted back, "Here's to man who has given me hope that true love still exists in my world. Thank you Jason." I had tears running down my face. What a wonderful thing to say to another person. This just made me long to have him even more. It also sparked a thought in my head. I had to know how he felt about love, how else was I going to win his total affection.

I climbed in bed with him while we finished our drinks and then asked him, "Tell me what you think about love." Don looked at me inquisitively, and I guessed he wasn't quite sure what I meant. Seeing this, I further clarified my question, "You know, your concept of what constitutes love." I was amazed as Don answered me in great detail, explaining everything he thought about love, from caring for a pet to 'true love.' He should be a philosopher. He asked me if he was boring me, talking so much. I guess I must have looked like I was drifting, since I was so caught up in what he was saying. I told Don, "No, that was just so honest and it helps me to understand what you said about true love in your world." Then I asked Don if he "believed in love at first sight." When he replied, "No." I thought I would die right there. However, he went on to say, "Well, if you mean like in the movies, no I don't believe in that kind of love at first sight." Don must have noticed my initial sad expression though, because he continued telling me, "But I do believe that you can meet someone and have very strong feelings for him or her almost immediately, but it's a very basic simple love combined with lust. However, if both people decide that they want to develop that love and include a permanency to their feelings, then yes I believe there can be love at first sight." I almost jumped for joy because Don was describing exactly what I was feeling. Damn, he is gonna be a great nurse with insight like that. I decided to be brave and told Don that I was having those kind of feelings for him, and he said he was having the same feelings. We kissed and hugged for a while and then drifted off to sleep.

I woke up the next morning, or should I say afternoon since it was around 12:30pm, about a half-hour before Don opened his eyes. I just sat there watching him sleep so peacefully. I began thinking of a plan to keep us together over the next couple of days, because I wasn't about to let him go so soon. I began caressing his chest and he started waking up. He was so damned cute lying there that I had to kiss him and feel him against me. Don must have wanted the same because he pulled me on top of him and kissed me passionately. Finally I suggested we have some breakfast and Don said "Sure, as long as I get to cook breakfast for you tomorrow." Then he got that apprehensive look again; realizing he was presuming there would be a tomorrow. Don was right, because he was presuming exactly what I wanted to hear. I let him know with a kiss that he had nothing to worry about. Then I told Don to go relax on the sun porch while I fixed breakfast, because if he had come in the kitchen with me, I would have not gotten any breakfast cooked.

While I was preparing breakfast the phone started ringing. I picked it up thinking, "Who the heck could this be." "Hello," I spoke softly into the phone. "Hi Jason. This is Paul." The voice on the other end stated. I replied, "Hey Paul, good afternoon. What's up." Paul replied, "Just wanted to call and see if Don was still there. Tried his number but no answer." I replied happily, "Yep, he's still here Paul. He's relaxing by the pool right now." Paul giggled as he spoke, "Oh, you must have worn him out last night." I replied, "Nah, we were up late talking. Don has a lot of interesting things to say, ya know." Paul replied, "I'm sure he did, hehehe. Did y'all have fun dancing last night?" I replied, "Paul, that was the most fun night I've had in a long time. Hey thanks for your help with the music. Don really enjoyed himself." Paul replied, "No problem. Well, tell him that Brandon is having fun digging up the weeds in the yard." I replied, "I will Paul, and I'll have him call ya later this afternoon, after we do some more talking." Paul replied giggling, "Ah, ok Jason. You boys have fun. Bye." I replied, "We will Paul, hey, and thanks again for your help. I'll talk to ya soon. Bye." I went back to fixing breakfast thinking to myself, "Paul is a hoot. I know he thinks we fucked all night. If he only knew. At least he cares enough about Don to call. That's more than any of my friends would ever do." I finished up breakfast and made my way to the sun deck.

Don must have dozed off while I was fixing breakfast, because I kind of startled him when I came out to the porch with the food. I suggested we eat while sitting in the hot tub. He was really hungry as he finished the food quickly and I was done right behind him. After we finished eating I told Don a little about my life, my last boyfriend, why we broke up, and how discouraged I was with the people I had dated recently. Don told me about how some of his dates thought he had money because of all the things he has in his apartment, and how he hated that attitude. This was so kewl, how we thought the same about so many things. Then Don made another negative comment about his looks. I have to get him past this looks thing so I told him to " quit downing yourself about your looks. I think you are so handsome. Just because you aren't the body builder type doesn't mean you aren't cute. And you're blessed with looking at least ten years younger than your actual age. If you realized how much money people spend at the salon on anti-aging crap that doesn't even work, you'd realize how lucky you are." He just started crying and told me how Paul is always telling him the same thing. I told Don, "I think Paul is a very wise man, so you better start listening to us both. And just so you know, it has been very hard for me to keep my hands off of you especially this morning while I was watching you sleep. I am only waiting because I want it to be a perfect setting when I attack you my sweet prince." Don just kissed me and told me he would attack me if I waited much longer. Don is so cute!!!!! Then I told him I wanted to take a shower with him.

Showering with Don was incredible. While he slipped down my wet boxers, he started kissing my stomach. I was afraid I would loose all control right then and there. I had to pull Don back up and into the shower in order to stop myself from fucking him right there. I was determined to wait and make our first time extraordinarily special. We washed each other's hair, which got us both really excited. But it was also fun to do this with him. That's what makes being with Don so great. Not only does he totally excite me; we both are having fun in the process. Don also told me, "Jason, I'm falling in love with you." I told him that I already was in love him too. This is so great. Don's hands felt so good as he washed my back and then began playing with my chest and nipples. He really knows just where to touch me to totally inflame my passions. During the shower I decided how to make our first time special, but again I was going to need Paul's, Pam's, and another friend's help. I also needed to talk to Don about sex.

I've always been somewhat dominant in the sex area. Not mean or demeaning, and I'm not into S and M. I just like taking control so I can please my partner, and I definitely wanted to please Don. The other thing I needed to let him know was that I can get kind of loud with the sex talk. I hope that won't scare him off. There is just so much to let Don know, but I don't want to spoil the moment when it finally occurs.

After we finished our shower, Don and I went to the living room to talk. First I made sure that he realized that I would never knowingly hurt him. After what Don's been through with his ex-boyfriend, that was my first concern. Next I made Don promise that if I did do something he didn't approve of, then he would tell me, so I could correct whatever the situation might be. Don was so cute when we talked about sex. He kept blushing and when I asked him about fantasy role playing, he blew my socks off. Don told me he liked handcuffs and rope. Right then in my mind I pictured him handcuffed to the bed with his legs spread wide and tied to the bedposts while I tickled him with a feather. Don told me he was a bottom and I told him that at some point I would teach him to top me. If we were going to have a long-term relationship, I wanted us to be able to switch roles once in awhile.

Don told me how important foreplay was to him when having sex. He used the word 'fuck' for the first time in my presence and did he ever blush. I could tell he was worried and embarrassed so I told him, "Don, don't be embarrassed. I asked you to be honest and your answer told me what I wanted to know." Then I hugged him to be sure he knew I wasn't mad. I was actually quite relieved. Then I decided to tease Don just a bit so I whispered in his ear while I played with his cock, "Don, before the day's over I'm gonna fuck you good." Then I looked into Don's eyes while still stroking his now very erect cock and asked, "Did I get foreplay right?" Don replied, "Oh Gawdddd Jasonnnn, don't make me wait much longer." So I giggled replying, "Yep, I got foreplay right." We were both laughing hysterically. That's what I mean, Don is just fun to be around. Well, so far the sex talk went well, so I went to the kitchen and got some sodas for us to drink before I continued on with my plan.

Don told me he didn't have to return to work until Friday afternoon. So I told Don I wanted him to spend the next few days with me. Don then realized he had forgot about Brandon and I remembered that I forgot to tell him Paul called. I was worried Don would be upset. He just laughed when I told him about Paul's call, and said, "Don't even worry about that, I know Paul and he was really calling to make sure I was ok and to probably try and figure out if we had sex yet." Again we were both laughing hysterically. Then Don told me, "remind me to tell you the story about the bushes." I wonder what that's all about?

Don put up a little fuss when I told him that I wanted to take him somewhere special for our first time. Don was worried about me spending my money on him and his lack of funds right now. How sweet is that? These other characters I've dated would have been calculating how much they could take me for. However, at a deeper level I remembered something Paul had told me at the picnic. He had said, "Don is always trying to do things for everyone else, and he shies away when others try to do things for him." Sold I told Don about what Paul had said to me, and I told him "this one sided giving is going to stop now, at least with me." He had the cutest tears running down his face when I hugged him, and he agreed to go away with me. I was ecstatic!!!

Getting the time off from work was no problem. Pam was only more than willing to help, as long as I filled her in on the details later. Changing my reservations at the bed and breakfast was even easier. My biggest worry was Paul. What would he think of my little idea? I sent Don into the bedroom to get dressed while I called Paul. Paul and Tom must have caller ID, because he answered the phone, "Brandon's weed digging service." I replied, "Ugh, is this Paul?" He replied, "Yep, it's me Jason. What's up?" I continued, "I need your help." Paul quickly replied in a worried tone, "What's wrong?" I giggled, continuing, "Nothing bad, don't worry. I need to know if you can watch Brandon till Friday? I want to take Don to DC, but it's a surprise."

Paul replied relieved, "Ugh, sure. Brandon is having a blast. He has dug up a good portion of the weeds already. If we keep him till Friday, we won't have to dig up any weeds ourselves. Tom will love that." "Kewl," I replied. Paul continued excitedly, "But why DC? What's going on?" I replied, "Calm down Paul. I want to take Don somewhere special for our FIRST TIME!" Paul giggled as he replied, "OHHH!! I understand now. Kewl!!!!" I continued, "Thanks Paul. Sorry to rush, but we have to get going and we need to eat before we leave." Paul replied, "Hey, why don't you meet us at the cafe by Don's house in say a half hour? The food is good and the service is quick, and then I can get specifics just in case I need to reach you guys." I replied, "Good idea Paul, we will see you there." Paul replied, "Oh, and Jason. You better help Don pack or he will take his whole closet with him." I replied, laughing, "Thanks for the advice Paul. See ya at 5:30. Bye."

With Don's help I quickly packed what I needed and then we went to his place. Paul was right; I had to help Don pack because he wanted to take enough for a six-month trip. Don is just so adorable. We made it to the eatery on time and Paul and Tom were already waiting. Don was shocked that they were actually early, since I guess they are never on time for anything. After we placed our order, Paul dragged me off to the bathroom for the specifics of our little vacation. I told him where we would be staying and gave him the phone number and some idea of my proposed itinerary. Then Paul said to me, "You guys really didn't have sex yet?" I laughed as I replied, "No Paul, I want it to be special for Don. I really am in love with him, and he feels the same way." Paul had tears in his eyes as he hugged me and said, "Jason, you don't know how I have longed for someone to say that about Don. Thank you." I almost lost it right there. Too know my love had friends that cared so deeply about his happiness just struck right at my heart. We composed ourselves before leaving the bathroom and Paul said giggling, "Don hasn't had any in quite a while. You better be prepared for a wild man." I laughed in reply; "Don's not the only one Paul." Paul replied, "I feel sorry for the bed that gets you two tonight." We both were laughing as we returned to the table.

We quickly ate our meal and then Tom and I went to pay the bill to give Don and Paul a moment alone. I know Paul was giving Don his fatherly advice (hehehe). This was the first time I had been alone with Tom and I wasn't sure what his reaction would be. Tom said, "So, you really like Donnie?" I replied cautiously, "More than like Tom, I love him. I know it's all happened very quickly, but I do feel genuine love for Don." Tom replied, "I understand Jason. That's how it was for Paul and me. It was love at first sight. It keeps growing stronger, but that's because we keep working at it." I replied, "Don't worry Tom. I want this to last, and so does Don. I just want us to have the perfect starting point." Tom replied giggling, "You and Donnie are both romantics, ya know. He loves you too, he told me earlier when you and Paul were in the bathroom. I'm really happy for you both. Just promise me one thing." I replied, "Sure Tom, what is it?" Tom replied seriously, "Please take good care of him up there. We both love him very much, but Paul and Donnie are like brothers. If something were to happen to Donnie, Paul would loose it for sure." I replied, "Don't worry, I won't take my eyes off of him." Tom replied, "Good, that's all I needed to know." Once again, I was just amazed at how much they both cared for Don.

We paid the bill and then Tom and I joined Don and Paul by the car and said our good- byes. I knew Don would want to ride in the car with the top down, so I lowered it and then we were off for our romantic getaway.

Well, I hope by presenting Jason's point of view you can see a little more of what makes him tick. Also, it has allowed me to fill you in on Jason's conversations with Paul and Tom. I know this section was quite long. The next will be relatively short and then we will continue on with Don's story of his adventures with Jason.

Jason---A Love Story Chapter 5. Part 3. >From Jason's Point of View

The drive to DC was enjoyable as Don and I bantered back and forth about different things we liked to do. Don was so funny too, the way he kept trying to figure out where we were going. I wouldn't give in and tell him though. Finally Don dozed off to sleep, and he sure did snore. While he slept I thought about where all I would like to visit while we were in DC. I also thought about what all Tom and Paul had said to me. "I hope they will be accepting of me as Don and I grow in our relationship." It was really nice to think about these things for a change, instead of how I'm gonna get some jerk off my back. "I hope Don likes where I am taking him. I know he will like the bed and breakfast. The whole house is from the same era as my bed at home, and he sure liked it. I'm glad to that we will have the house all to ourselves."

Soon Don woke back up as we entered DC. He was so excited about being there. I guessed this was one of Don's favorite cities from his reaction when he saw the Washington Monument. Don is so adorable when he gets excited. He acts just like a little kid. I could certainly learn some lessons from him in that area. He kept pointing out different sights as we made our way to the bed and breakfast. Don's enthusiasm was contagious and as we arrived at our destination I was as excited as he was about being here. I took him into the house and explained how I came across the bed and breakfast. I was right about the surroundings, because Don adored the decor of the home. I gave him the grand tour of our home for the next five days and Don was all-aglow as we went from room to room.

Don had a priceless look of amazement on his face when I showed him the 'porno room' with all its amenities. Don just stared at the video cameras and had a devilish grin on his face when I told him, "Before we leave here I'm gonna make you a star." I wonder if he would really do something in front of a camera. That would be some priceless footage. Of course I'd be right there with him too. That has always been one of my fantasies. Don had a serious shocked look on his face when I showed him the cabinet, which held the drugs and poppers. I made it real clear to Don not to feel pressured to do anything with them if he didn't feel comfortable. I think it was the Exctasy that surprised him the most. Personally, I've never done X and would only try it if Don wanted to. Weed and poppers were more than satisfactory stimulants in my book.

We settled in and then I suggested showering. I wanted to make sure Don was real clean for the adventure I had planned for him. Don didn't seem upset or surprised when I wanted to use the enema hoses on him. I suppose he has seen such things in his nurses training, so this was no big surprise for him. I just didn't want anything to take away from the lovemaking I had planned for him. After we showered I let him pick the room we would use for our first time. I couldn't believe it when he picked my favorite bedroom. I stopped him before we entered the room and carried him through the doorway and on into the bed. I don't know if he realized it, but I want him to be mine for the rest of our lives. Yeah, I know it might be childish, and I am still young, but I do think about spending the rest of my life with one person, and I want that person to be Don.

"Now here it is 3am, and Don is asleep in my arms. The sex was incredible. However, the man I am with is even more amazing. Don just totally gave himself to me. He was wild while we were fucking. I know the poppers helped some, but he had all this within himself. Don really turned me on when he was begging me to fuck him. I know some people would not think of that as love. With Don though, you could tell he was doing everything out of love because he was, and made it, so intense. I was just as wild too. Don brought out the very best in me and our lovemaking reached heights I never would have expected. I want this to continue and with Don. I believe it can. God, I hope he feels the same in the morning. I still am amazed that he wanted to sleep with me inside him. That is incredible. Will he still want me in the morning? Have confidence Jason, after all you were his reason for being here. Wait, what was it he said as he drifted off to sleep? I remember." He said, "I LOVE YOU TOO JASON, NOW AND ALWAYS." I ran my hands through Don's hair one last time as I said, "I love you too Don, now and forever." Then I went into a most peaceful sleep.

This ends chapter 5. I hope you enjoyed looking at things from Jason's point of view. I hope you didn't find this too repetitive. It was good practice in writing for me. So, now on with Don and Jason's DC adventures. Again, thanks for reading and send your comments and concerns to donnrs2000@mindspring.com.